Post by The Deceiver on Apr 23, 2013 9:13:08 GMT -5
"Just to make matters clear, Cassiopeia, darling..." LeBlanc's voice whispered. It was not from the small crystal figurine speaking to her, but the actual voice of the Deceiver. She rested her chin on Cassiopeia's shoulder, softly purring at her while her left hand wrapped itself around the naga's waist. "You are under my watch. Follow my orders, and my most finely crafted illusions will be your reward. A dress you ask for? It all depends on the...mm, wealth, of information, that you provide. If it is of poor quality, why should I pay? If it is of high quality, then of course I shall pay you triple!"
LeBlanc's fingers would trail downwards and lightly tap Cassiopeia's backside. Flesh touching...flesh? If Cassiopeia would look down, she would see that she had legs, and in place of scales, skin. For all intensive purposes, she looked human.
"However, with that said?" LeBlanc disappeared without so much a hint of smoke. She was there, and then she was not. The crystalline figure that sat on the rose spoke up once more. "You will be under watch. It's not that I don't trust you in particular, dear, but I don't trust anyone. All people within my organization are under my watch, at all times. Understood?"
LeBlanc's fingers would trail downwards and lightly tap Cassiopeia's backside. Flesh touching...flesh? If Cassiopeia would look down, she would see that she had legs, and in place of scales, skin. For all intensive purposes, she looked human.
"However, with that said?" LeBlanc disappeared without so much a hint of smoke. She was there, and then she was not. The crystalline figure that sat on the rose spoke up once more. "You will be under watch. It's not that I don't trust you in particular, dear, but I don't trust anyone. All people within my organization are under my watch, at all times. Understood?"
